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The sovereign and final happiness of man with the effectual means to obtain itThe soveraign and final happiness of man with the effectual means to obtain it
The sovereign and final happiness of man with the effectual means to obtain it by William Bates ...The soveraign and final happiness of man with the effectual means to obtain it by William Bates ...
London: printed by J.D. for Brabazon Aylmer, 1680
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
2. To open Shame is joined the greatest inward Sorrow. This Passion when violent penetrates the Soul in all its Faculties, and fastens it to the afflicting Object. When it dwells in the Bosom, it gives an easy entrance to what ever cherishes and increases it, ⟨p. 250⟩and rejects what might assuage and lessen the sense of the Evil. The most pleasant things do not excite desire or joy, but exasperate Grief. Like those Animals that convert the best nourishment into their own Poison; so deep Sorrow receives mournful impressions from all things, and turns the sweetest Comforts of Life into Wormwood and Gall. The causes of Sorrow are either the loss of some valued Good, or the sense of some present Evil. And the Sorrow is more violent, as the Cause is great in it self, and in the apprehension and tenderness of the Sufferers. Now both these Causes with all the heavy Circumstances that can multiply and aggravate Sorrow, meet in Hell the Centre of Misery.
2. To open Shame is joined the greatest inward Sorrow. This Passion when violent penetrates the Soul in all its Faculties, and fastens it to the afflicting Object. When it dwells in the Bosom, it gives an easy entrance to what ever cherishes and increases it, ⟨p. 250⟩and rejects what might asswage and lessen the sence of the Evil. The most pleasant things do not excite desire or joy, but exasperate Grief. Like those Animals that convert the best nourishment into their own Poison; so deep Sorrow receives mournful impressions from all things, and turns the sweetest Comforts of Life into Wormwood and Gall. The causes of Sorrow are either the loss of some valued Good, or the sence of some present Evil. And the Sorrow is more violent, as the Cause is great in it self, and in the apprehension and tenderness of the Sufferers. Now both these Causes with all the heavy Circumstances that can multiply and aggravate Sorrow, meet in Hell the Centre of Misery.
The loss is inconceivably great. If Cain when banished from the Society of the Saints, where God was publicly worshipped, and by spiritual Revelations and visible Apparitions, graciously made himself known, cried out in anguish of Soul, My punishment is greater than I can bear, from thy Face shall I be hid, and I shall be a Fugitive upon the Earth, how intolerable will be the final separation from his glorious and joyful Presence? 'Tis